With the moon up and high in the sky, and the werewolf that looked like it was not ready to be coaxed, Raphael raised his hand to take another shot at the beast. The bullet hit the werewolf's leg, but it didn't stop it from throwing him from where he stood.
Raphael's body skidded through the forest ground, and he hit his back against the trunk of a tree. The gun that was in his hand slipped and fell elsewhere, and he cursed himself. The werewolf came right at him, and he tried to stall it. His eyes checked the trees and trying to find the right place where he could trap the werewolf.
Running past the trees, pulling out his metal cards as it was the only thing that could be used ot distract the werewolf. He turned back to throw the cards at the werewolf and once it touched the beast the cards exploded.
